Qin Bufan originally wanted to ask something.
But at this time.
Han Shou waved his hands.
Then I saw blood-colored mist spreading out, and in the blink of an eye, the entire box was covered in blood.
This place has become a small bloody space.
then.
The tables, chairs, benches, and food in the box were quickly corroded by the blood and turned into wisps of smoke.
"Bufan, we..."
Lin Xueer was terrified.
She really wanted to dispel the blood mist.
But I have no choice.
Qin Bufan smiled and said, "Xue'er, don't worry. With me here, nothing will happen to us."
Seeing this, Han Shou sighed and said, "Mr. Qin, it's a pity that you and Miss Lin will both die here."
"If you want to blame someone, just blame me."
"After all, I don't have the ability to seek revenge on the Western Church or Pope Paul XIII, so I can only use someone else's hands."
"So, I can only sacrifice you two..."
As he spoke, Han Shou stretched out his hand, and a ball of blood condensed, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into two blood-red spears.
Han Shou quickly took one of the swords and planned to stab Qin Bufan to death.
Qin Bufan said coldly: "Sir, you can't even kill Paul XIII."
"Do you think you can kill me?"
As these words fell.
Qin Bufan spread out his palms.
A divine light flashed.
The blood-colored mist evaporated in an instant and turned into nothingness.
"What?"
Han Shou's face changed drastically.
And the next moment.
Qin Bufan flashed in front of him.
Click.
He stretched out one hand and easily grabbed the other person's neck.
Han Shou was completely dumbfounded.
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